#[ eyecanfixthat ]

[kiyafromkiri]

@eyecanfixthat��� replace 03 pen or 05 with poisons and you got Kiya

[uchihaprodigy]

@eyecanfixthat

By now, Itachi has learned the exact flow, strength and size of chakra needed within his fingertip to move aside the latch that holds Shisui's window closed. After making sure the coast is clear one last time, he proceeds to clamber onto the windowsill. The distance between the ground and the sill is vast to the 7 year old and Itachi huffs in effort, short legs scrabbling for purchase before swinging over the wooden beam.

His landing would have been smoother, quieter perhaps, were he not carrying his weight's worth in books inside his backpack. As soon as he's in, he starts tugging at the straps digging into his aching shoulders; but just as he's about to rid himself of his burden, he glances into the room and freezes. His expression shifts quickly from surprise to guilt and back again. Shisui wasn't supposed to be home.

It takes a moment for Itachi to collect the thoughts that had scattered the moment he set eyes on his friend and he forgoes formality to simply state, "You said you wouldn't be back for 3 days." Somehow, he manages to sound accusatory instead of apologetic. There's still time for him to dispel his clone and go to the academy physically, he supposes, should Shisui decide to throw him out.

[kiyafromkiri]

“ Do you truly believe that anything so little as a rule, or a law, might have stopped me from protecting you? " [ Shisui :) ]

Kiya was sure that she was meant to die on this mission. Away from the village, alone with a seemingly impossible task, an assassination that went wrong in every possible way, and without any backup to speak of; yes, she was meant to die, because in the end, it was a mission too dangerous for someone far more important to take on.

The orphan, immigrant, lone kunoichi was perfect; she was expendable in a way an Uchiha genius, the way Shisui himself, was not. Someone should've told Shisui that. Oh wait, Kiya did, countless times, because she lost track somewhere along the time when both of them were made jounin years back. Not that it mattered much when she said it, because Shisui was Shisui.

They're in a safe house and she's nursing more than one bruised rib, all while glaring at the other shinobi, because she is still not entirely sure of how many rules were broken just to have him swoop in and help her escape what was possibly a lethal trap that could've killed the both of them if the explosion happened any sooner. Or if it had been anyone but Shisui who had came.

Which is why the, "No, I don't," comes out a little bit grumblier than she intended it to. "How'd you find out where I would be?" Because it was an ANBU mission, classified, unless someone higher up had purposely let him in on it. Or someone had let something slip. Or, as her mind worked out, someone wanted it to slip to catch him breaking shit tone of rules for her.

Actually, what she wants right now is to sorta use him as a pillow because unlike others, she's not blessed with stupidly amazing chakra reserves, and is exhausted.

[kyuuzuchiha]

Starter for @eyecanfixthat​‘s Shisui~

Sasuke stole some time away from the bustle of the cabin, found himself seated on the porch all alone. He’d taken his coffee, a muffin, and a crossword out into the chilly but peaceful morning to appreciate his surroundings... and some quiet. The greenery did not quite warm him up the way he’d hoped. Something nagged at the back of his mind, something that kept his thoughts off of the crossword but could not quite be named. As he munched on his muffin and sipped on his coffee, thoughts started to form around this unnamable feeling.

It started with: “It held me like you hold a lost lover:” But how does one hold a lost lover? Desperately. Yes, for this feeling did hold him with a desperate grip. Then: “It digs in and takes purchase, settles in the deepest reaches of my soul.” Next: “It goes by my name.” No, that wasn’t right. “It calls itself Me,” Better. The next words flowed from his lips easily. “I call It pain, loneliness, a lack of reason for being.” He decided to start writing on his napkin as the thoughts suddenly came together as a whole. He read it back to himself in a murmur meant for only himself:

“It held me like you hold a lost lover: with such desperate purpose. It digs in and takes purchase, settles in the deepest reaches of my soul. It calls itself Me, as if It is my identity as a whole. I call It pain, loneliness, a lack of reason for being. I call It any number of undesirable feelings, for It forces me to unfold. If you listen closely, you can hear It scream, telling stories better left untold.”

He sighed softly, feeling slightly less heavy in the chest with these feelings out in the open... or, well... out... on the napkin. He crumpled it reflexively when the door was suddenly opened, left the ball by the trash from his muffin and his now-empty cup.

[kiiroisenkoh]

@eyecanfixthat cont.

“Like usual.” Just mission reports mostly. Minato can barely remember the last time he had a day off to just relax. He’s to be sent out in a week on a new mission, one that may last a while. Of course it was dangerous, but so was every other mission he was sent on. None of them were guaranteed to return. 

“I’m leaving next week. Iwagakure. Infiltration mission. Think you can manage to survive on your own?” Nobu would be going with him if only to ensure nothing went completely to hell. He’s joking of course, well aware that Shisui can take care of himself.

[kogarashian-uchiisms]

"Gotcha some socks." Here, catch. "So you won't wake me up at ass-o-clock with yer cold ass feet."

Ah. Perhaps he shouldn't have thrown it. Shisui is doing butt wiggles and getting ready to pounce--

(chatzy-verse! :3)

Sasuke looks up just in time to see a pair of socks flying his way. Catches them in time, grinning-- He doesn't notice their 'cat' right away. "Thanks--" Yeah, actually, he likes the gift. Super soft and fuzzy. "Could wake you up at ass-o-clock with something else?" Ahaha. But uh... He's noticed the cat now, hard not to when Shisui's suddenly pouncing him and trying to take his socks. "H-Hey!" He's laughing, trying to snatch his gift back.

[xkaekox]

@eyecanfixthat (continued from THIS ASK)

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Well. He can’t exactly help the slow grin. She didn’t seem like she’d be easily spooked, so he isn’t expecting stupid behavior and dumb screaming in the middle of things.

“Yeah?”

Bonus points if she isn’t looking to camp out here. He’s just hoping she isn’t here to vandalize things. He’s already had too many close calls with the police (mostly not his fault; he’d just been in for damage control every time his kid brother got up to some nonsense). Mangetsu isn’t in the mood to run into the cops tonight.

He brings his hand down and adjusts the straps on his backpack (which looks way too full, by the way), then turns on the flashlight. It’s got a good, high-powered beam.

“Same ‘ere. You know how to get in?” He pauses to take out his camera, then adds: “Without breakin’ windows.”

He’d heard this place was vacant and upon doing some research, had also found out the place had housed a serial killer in the past. It just smelled like the perfect opportunity for a YouTube video. Can’t let the fans and followers down; all those views were getting him quite a nice paycheck after all.

But yeah-- no breaking windows. That would hit where it hurts once people found out.

Kaeko’s hands end up on her hips as she relaxes even further. So he was neither going to confront her nor rat her out. Thank the gods. Her smile relaxes too, not so tight around the corners as if she was prying it out of herself. Instead, it settles comfortably on her lips, tugging the corners up in a more genuine display as opposed to the nearly flat, obviously tense line she’d just been sporting. She glanced over her shoulder at the abandoned building she hadn’t meant to find... not that she was complaining.

“Well, if there’s no breaking windows, then—” She shrugged. “—no clue.”

In truth, she’d been looking for an adventure to pass the time. Exploring and adventuring was a fantastic way to kill boredom, so it wasn’t a shame to find the abandoned building. She was just in the throes of going to explore it further when she’d been caught, so...

“I’d ask if you wanna check it out, but—” She gestured to his entire being in general. “—seems pretty obvious that you do.” She nods toward the building, silently inviting him to follow her. “I’m sure we can find an entry point between the two of us.”

[illunaris-archived]

@eyecanfixthat (Shisui)

Sasuke laid on his side, head resting on his palm, elbow on the wood of the porch, his back turned towards the house. Faint shouting drifted out into the night behind him despite the closed doors and he had his eyes shut, pretending he wasn’t bothered. The light frown on his face betrayed him. It was a way too warm spring night but the light fabric of his kimono did nothing to aid him with the heat and he lazily fanned himself air with a small Uchiha-crested fan.

His eyes opened when he heard a step and Sasuke looked up at Shisui. He laid down onto his back and watched Shisui’s face against the backdrop of the starry sky above for a moment before saying, “I wouldn’t go in there if I were you.”

[yuruse]

♕ ❤︎ (Hinata and Itachi c: You also don't have them constantly focus on their past and that's so refreshing. It helps everything move forward, and when you write them it feels like interacting with people with the drive to keep moving forward. Especially with Hinata. Your writing style also has heavy elements of 'show, don't tell', which is also absolutely refreshing and it just makes me stupidly happy aaa! I don't think the meme asked for a review but here we are lol)

anonymous impressions - ♕  I’m impressed with your writing! & ❤︎  you are my favorite writer of your muse / @eyecanfixthat

TAI THANK YOU! ;w;

We appreciate the review anyway! Your comment about ‘show don’t tell’ made me really happy because if that isn’t the hardest aspect of writing. The struggle is real, at least for me. I’m glad that reflects in my writing. c: 

Also your point about having them move forward resonated with me! I don’t want my muses to stay in that one place, because one I’ll begin to lose interest. Second I want to see where they go as they try move past what they have done or what as has been done. If that makes any sense. I am a sucker for the potential of these muses and where moving forward will take them. 

So thank you for sending this and I can’t wait to continue RPing with you! :D 

[kahenn]

Kinks your character would not participate in? Would your character join a threesome if given a chance?

( NSFW Character Trait Meme )

Kinks your character would not participate in?

Absolutely abhors degradation/humiliation stuff. Even the lighter stuff. Doesn’t have any desire to engage in any really deep kink stuff like master/save, pet play, daddy kink stuff. It’s just a little bit extreme for her. 

Doesn’t have much of a desire to be dominant.

Then your general ‘no’s for anything really out there and random or involving gross body fluids or anything like that. :[

Would your character join a threesome if given a chance?

Hard maybe. Would entirely depend on what her situation was with the partner she was sleeping with and who might be the proposed 3rd party and if she felt comfortable about it. 

[heartofswords]

“If you don’t terrify people a little then what’s the point?” Despite the serious demeanor, there is amusement in his eyes. Tobirama's reputation preceded him, but Shisui knew where he was coming from. Still, it was quite funny to see everyone else all bent out of shape trying their hardest not to make him mad.

A grin pulled Tobirama’s lips as he walked down the administrative building, people getting out of his way the way fishing boats would in front of a big mercantile. 

(It seemed like Shisui had inherited Kagami’s sense of humor, on top of his looks. That bode well for their partnership.)

“What’s the point indeed,” Tobirama agreed. “Before my death I was the most feared shinobi in all the Land of Fire, and in several other countries besides. It’s nice to see all my hard work wasn’t nullified by something as trivial as my death.”

[firestcrm]

starter for @eyecanfixthat

Sasuke finds his attention focusing and unfocusing as he gets lost in thought. Thoughts of the impending conversation he plans to have with his cousin. Is he the right one to talk about this? What if he’s no better than his brother...?

Wrinkling his nose, he takes a moment to look around the tea house before looking at the dangos he ordered. Hopefully his cousin likes them. Sasuke figured it be polite to grab him something, especially for what he invited him over for. He seems like he’d know about...feelings and crushes. Hopefully. If not well...he’ll have to figure it out then.

[kiyafromkiri]

When the fire had happened and her apartment was deemed unsafe to return, Kiya had had two options. One was moving back in with her uncle and his family, which included cramped quarters with very loud baby cousins. The other, find a new place that hopefully she could rent, walk to work from, and maybe was in a decent area. Given that numerous expensive items would need to be replaced even after insurance took care of a payout, the choice had came down to money and what she could afford.

Option two was chosen, and even if she had to have roommates, it was fine by her. She had gotten lucky when answering the ad. With an actual house to live in, it was a change from what she was used to.

Three weeks later, she wasn’t regretting the choice either. Both men were neat, took care of the place, and were decent company in the short time she had been in the house. She hadn’t been able to spend as much time as she wanted with them, but it was mostly on her end. Being wrapped up in moving, unpacking, gettin used to the new schedule at the studio, it was a lot.

However the last of her boxes was finally unpacked. The last blanket was stored away. And now, she was hungry. Something did smell good and Kiya put on her slippers and wandered out into the hall, making her way into the living room, then kitchen, poking her head in to see just what was cooking.

[snagglefangswordsman]

"I want to go to sleep but I can’t find any sheep." Someone's drugged up on pain meds and babbling nonsense. He does want to sleep, though.

“C’mere then.” He’s apparently unbothered by the nonsense, and just reaches up to start rubbing Shisui’s scalp. He’ll go to sleep sooner or later this way...

[peepingtoad]

🐦 - What do/would you post to your social media? [ ngl i'm trying to imagine his twitter account rn ]

Ask my muse; {x} || @eyecanfixthat

🐦 - What do/would you post to your social media?

“Social....... oh! You mean those places in the computer where people make their mundane lives seem very wild and interesting!”

“I suppose it’d probably be... pictures of the outdoors, the booze and food I get in restaurants, frogs, pictures of me, dating tips, things about sex in general, posting personal contact information for sugar babies, drunk... uh... shitposts? Is that right? Hmm. I guess I’d do my best to interact with fans of Icha Icha, too!”

A moment of pause, and he gasps.

“Oh no! Do you think they’d ‘cancel’ me?”

[uchiha-madara]

What are some things you worry about in terms of new people? (Hope this sends)

@eyecanfixthat \\ Anxious mun Questions

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Well, there’s actually a few things I worry about when a new person follows me. The first of which is them not really reading my rules, glancing them over and then sending hateful messages when i post some form of content that they don’t like/agree with/whatever else. Also: in particular, being spied on.

The second part is how to start interactions and plot--i’m not very outgoing so I just tend to send a few things here or there without real interactions between muns. I’m very, very introverted and it’s a real challenge for me, but once i open up about things I’m usually pretty decent, it’s just getting there